August Moone
Book 4
Still Tripping
Chapter 14
Gathering Season

No Hole is Barred
	The sight of blood was not pleasing.  Chet though he had broken his dick and quickly wiped it clean on the blankets to discover that his cock was all well.  So it was Molene’s turn to freak out some, her young cunny was a little sore and coated in a slick layer of blood.  She didn’t care for it.
	Jane and Rick locked eyes.  Jane was NOT enthused with the prospect of having to have Rick lay on her and do what Chet had done.  She knew, too, that Chet was going to have to lay on her, too.  
	Molene wiped her cunny clean, fingered it, and had a long think.
	At long last, though, Rick “got some.”  He got some “nookie.”  On Jane he lay like Chet had done unto Molene.  His penis lay nicely between the “lips” of the semi-frightened girl.  Both were in awe.  Jane had to push Rick up off of her a bit.
	“Help him put it in you.” whispered Molene to Jane.
	Jane trembled and wasn’t so sure about the deal, but she fondled about finding Rick’s dick and guiding it into her body.
	She wasn’t overly amused about the sudden intrusion.  Their was slight discomfort in the penetration.  Rick had humped on the lips and entrance, dragged his prick up and down the slit prior to the plunging inward.
	To describe their feelings about the sex act--?  No dice.  No words could express or explain in any detail about the “fuck.”  they just did it.
	And the others watched.
	Chet got a boner again.
	Molene saw it.  She firstly was embarrassed, then blushed and then watched it “grow.”  Her pussy tingled some and she found herself fingering herself--becoming more and more enticed as Rick humped on Jane.
	He humped and he humped and humped.
	And then he humped a little more.
	But he didn’t cum.
	He almost came.  But he didn’t.
	And Jane pushed him off, ‘Get off me!’ she cried out.
	Her pussy was sore; bloody, and sore.	
	After the wipe down of their sex parts and all seemed well, Chet was raring to go again.  Jane wasn’t.  It was here turn, though.  Molene thought to herself, ‘how are they (the abductors) going to know we did it, and how are they going to know who we did it with?!?’
	She didn’t know, she gave it some thought but the Warnings the Abductors had given forced the compliance.  Jane reluctantly spread her legs and let Chet in her.  It was still discomforting somewhat, but not as bad as the initial fuck.  Rick was masturbated by Molene, he fingered her pussy and plunged his dick into her for a few minutes while Chet boned Jane and successfully filled her young cunt with his love cream.
	Rick did so into Molene, too!
	It was terrific for the boys, the girls reeled in some of the pleasure, moral fibers and Christian upbringing got in the way.  There WAS some pleasure found in the act, tantalizing and tingling.
	Joey and Connie.
	Joey knew--Connie knew.  Neither were too eager to get so involved in the crazy naughty deed.  (well, Connie mostly.)  Molene and Jane both had misgivings about “getting it on” with Joey.  He was eight, there was something about having sex with an eight year that was wrong.
	But regardless, being stuffed back into the dark dank cave prompted the girls, Molene and Jane, to lay down on the “break-in” mattresses and have Joey lay on them, guiding his willy into their cunnies and fuck.
	Joey liked.
	A lot.
	He reeled big time in the pleasuring.  Molene/Jane caressed his nude ass, squeezing his cheeks and humping back into him.  Being a young feller he didn’t have the ability to cum, but close counts.
	Chet and Rick looked to one another.  Connie.
	There was no way.  Connie would suck and let the boys see her naked, but that was it--no sex!  Despite the warning of being stuffed back into the cave, being spanked, and whatever else to irk the ire of the two abductor’s, Connie wasn’t laying down to spread her legs one little bit.
	It felt good to poop, but then there was the business of needing to “wipe” afterwards.  There was no bathroom in the cabin, nature was the bathroom.  The kids either had to poop or pee or both thru the long afternoon, various leaves and small rocks were used for the cleaning purposes.
	There was more talk/discussion about making a run for it, they could hear the creek nearby, that was something.  They could go UP the creek, or DOWN it.
	“But we still don’t know where we are or anything.” complained Molene.  She was right.  Staying put was better than getting lost.
	What lay heavy on their minds was what were the Abductors going to do when they found out Connie hadn’t had sex with the boys.  They feared retribution.  But poor young Connie just couldn’t submit.  She just couldn’t.
	“Probably spank us.” surmised Rick.  He was twelve and couldn’t remember the last time he had been spanked.  Chet either.  Jane remembered, so did Molene, but it had been a long while ago and not a very hard spanking, mostly a verbal scolding for some minor kid thing.
	But they had had their clothes on.  Now they were butt bare assed naked.  The Abductors had big hands.  Would they use their hands, a belt, a switch?  The thoughts of being disciplined filled the kids and they became very-very quiet and still.
	Chet was just nodding off, as was most of the others when the cabin door swung open.

	The two Abductors stepped in cool and casual, doing a quick and immediate head count check.  In the light of day, which was waning, describing the two men was still nil.  Just the long hair of one, one was taller than the other, kinda tan skin, nothing much more than that.
	The kids were told to get under the blankets all one.  The one mattress that had been “soiled” was turned over.  Once the gang was under the covers, there was some shuffling of feet around them.  Other noises couldn’t be ascertained.  Then a long period of silence.
	Under the covers the kids did nothing but wait.
	They were a little fearful, fearful of retribution from Connie not participating in the sex act.
	Muddled/muffled voices the kids could hear, nothing concrete, though.  Some chuckles and mmmm’s.  nothing more.
	More shuffling and such and then the blanket was pulled off.
	“Stand up.” said one, the tall one.
	‘Ut-oh,’ said Chet to himself, ‘here it comes.’ he watched the two men closely.  If it got too out of hand could he possibly do anything?  He was younger, could he outrun the two?  But being barefooted, he was more apt to step on a sharp stone, get tripped by an exposed root, meet up with that territorial bear…
	The not-so-tall one sat in the chair at the table.
	Chet’s eyes fell on the trapdoor, ‘Oh shit!’ he panicked and began to sweat--he and Rick had forgotten to put the blanket back over the door.  So far, though, it apparently hadn’t been noticed.
	One by one the group was lined up.  They had to step up to the sitting Abductor--and be examined.  The man tugged on Chet’s cock, placed his hand on the boy’s balls and squeezed them, then a finger went up between his legs and began poking his asshole!  More tugging on his young cock, then the man ran his hands up and down the boys ass and thighs before sending him on to the taller man standing close by.
	Molene was next in line.  The sitting man ran his finger draggingly up and down her cunny.  He was smiling and locked his eyes on her young pussy.  His hands caressed her ass, thighs, and fingered her pussy repeatedly.  Her budding breasts were fondled and squeezed before she was lightly smacked on the butt and sent on her way.
	Rick was fondled nextly.  Then Jane who wept during the exam.  Joey came nextly.  Then lastly Connie.
	The Tall Man did pretty much the same as his companion.  Fingering and fondling, cupping the boys’ balls, tugging on their little dinkies, caressing their ass and seemingly “weighing” their testicles.  
	When it was Connie’s turn, the Sitting Man got the attention of the other, “Hey,” he said.  The Tall Man looked.  Connie was standing with her little legs spread some, she was all kinds of sobbing and whimpering, cringing, too.  She was smacked to keep her legs still and open.  The Tall Man gouged the heel of his hand into a majestic boner inside his pants.
	He nodded his head, then turned to glare and Chet and Rick.
	Connie’s mouth was examined, the Sitting Man used his fingers and opened her mouth and peered within.  He then kissed her.  Connie tried to resist but was held firm, she was also seriously smacked hard on her dainty naked ass to keep her in line.
	The Sitting-Shorter Man engulfed Connie’s mouth and kissed her deeply like the kids had seen their parents, older siblings, and teenagers do.
	After a brief time, the girl was released, but held.
	“Did you fuck her?” the Tall Man asked.
	The question was directed to Chet and Rick.  The boys looked to one another and shook their heads, “No.”
	“You were told to.”
	“I-I know, b-but we couldn’t.” answered Chet.
	“Why not?”
	A long silent pause.  Connie wept and clutched at her cunny like little kids sometimes do.  Jane and Molene stood shoulder to shoulder nearby, lips pursed and none-to-happy about the situation.  And waiting to hear what the boys would say and see what the two men would do as a result.
	“We just couldn’t, that’s all.”
	“You couldn’t or wouldn’t?” asked the Sitting Man.
	The boys gulped and looked to one another.  Was this a trick question?
	The Tall Man nodded and made a head nod to Rick.  The boy gulped and began to breath hard.  This was not good, no--not good at all.  He clenched up his body and scuffled to the Tall Man who had subtly beckoned him.
	The man quickly grabbed the boy and pulled him to him, pressing and locking his body and then commenced to walloping bare handedly onto the boy’s bare ass.
	Much wailing soon commenced.  Everyone wailed, sobbed, clenched, fretted and watched as twelve year old Rick was horrendously bare ass spanked.
	The hapless boy was finally released, but only to go to his knees.  The Tall Man fished out his cock--it was huge!  It was almost purple, the head was of an incredible size--not too mention the LENGTH of it!  
	“Suck it!” the Man demanded.
	Rick bawled.  He whimpered and rubbed his searing ass.
	“Suck it or Take it!” spoke the man gruffly.
	Rick continued to caress his burning flesh, the Tall Man grabbed Rick’s blondish hair and shoved him forward--while shoving forward his cock and face fucking the boy--which ultimately led to oral copulation.
	Eventually the boy was shoved aside.  The man’s cock was still of massive size.  Connie had been laid across the Sitting Man’s lap and held very firmly.  She wailed and was sorry for getting the boys into trouble.  
	“It’s all my fault!” she cried.  Too late.
	Chet semi reluctantly came to the Tall Man, his ass tightened up in expectation of being swatted.  He tried to endure and bare the infliction.
	He did fare better than Rick had, it was just determination.  He didn’t manage, though, to hold back the tears--just the sobs that accompanied.  And like Rick, he was “shoved” aside and Molene was beckoned.
	Molene slowly advanced.  Her toes crinkling and desperately holding back the emotions.  She was jerked to the Tall Man’s body, arms locked and her bare ass assaulted dramatically with many repeated swats.
	Jane knew it would soon be her turn and she was in a panic.
	Molene’s lightly tan/golden ass segued to almost puce.  She was then shoved into the boys and it was Jane’s turn.
	Jane had to be grabbed from a reach and dragged into his body.
	She fussed greatly and suddenly Rick jumped up and crashed into the man!  Chet on instinct followed suit.  Connie was dumped to the floor as the Sitting Man came to his companion’s aid.  Jane and Molene tried their luck with the slapping and kicking of their hands.  It was a free for all.
	It was a good effort and lasted almost five minutes.  The two Abductors were just stronger and more determined than the kids.  Jane got clobbered in the jaw and head, back, and then square came a punch to the chest and she was out.
	Chet clutched his balls as they had been “damaged” during the brief melee.  Molene had been “flung” across the room to where she collided with the wall and subsequently slumped to the floor.  She was out.
	Rick was grabbled with and held firmly by the two men, then his hands tied behind him followed by being flung to the table, bent over it.  His ankles were then secured and then a length of rope about his neck running under the table to secure to his tied together ankles--thusly securing the boy to the table.
	The Sitting Man removed a belt from his pants.
	Jane and Molene clung to Chet and they watched as Rick received the harshest of beatings.  His ass, back of his legs, and backside were smacked as hard as possible.  Many welts there came to be and some blood.
	“I‘m sorry!” wailed little Connie.  She and Joey were cuddled together under one of the metal beds.  Connie had peed and was highly emotional.  As were they all.
	“Get over here!” called out the Tall Man, known as Mr. X.
	Connie only scooted back further under the bunk, until she came to wall and could go no more.  “Get yer fucking little ass OVER HERE!” 
	The frightened girl didn’t budge.
	Mr. X, the Tall One, moved briskly across the cabin floor, tossed up the metal bunk and dragged the child to the table.  She screamed.  A lot.  She wailed and carried on and then was very harshly smacked on her bare ass.
	“Settle down.” said Mr. X in a very-very demanding voice.
	The pain of the ass-smack was so great that it was shocking and briefly caused Connie to lose the ability to comprehend anything.
	“Yer going to apologize to him.”
	Connie did, she wailed repeatedly, “I’m sorry!  I’m sorry!”
	But Mr. X had something else in mind.
	Connie was pushed to her knees, her face up to Rick’s blistered bare ass that was still reddish and giving off “heat.”  “Kiss it.” then, “Lick it.”
	Connie took an emotional moment to digest the new command.
	She then gathered her strength and began kissing/licking Rick’s ass.
	Then, the boy’s cheeks were spread and she was commanded to kiss and lick “his hole.”  Connie didn’t care for that too much.  But frightened to death as she was, semi-reluctantly she complied.

	Mr. Y, the shorter one, seemed more calmer than he usually was, beckoned for Molene.  She didn’t need to be dragged or even told what to do.  She came to the semi-glaring man, went to her knees, and pressed her lips to Rick’s still searing ass.  She licked all of his ass flesh and then, pulled his cheeks open herself and licked his crack and hole.
	She sobbed some and had a tough time dealing with the offense, but did it regardless and despite the horror.
	Jane followed.  She had a huge bruise on her chest and on her right cheek.  Another at the back of her head.  She did as Molene had done and then…
	The two men, Mr. X (Forrest Finch) and Mr. Y. (Seth Breene) got naked.  Slowly, one piece of clothing at a time.  Both had raging boners of which Molene and Jane sucked on.  Molene slurped on Mr. X’s cock, Jane went down on Mr. Y’s.  Mr. Y gave Jane a horrendous load of his spunk just minutes into the deed.  He kept her head bobbing up and down his shaft, filling her mouth with his prick as well as his cum.
	When the young girl began to gag, choke, retch hysterically she was allowed to pull away and heave, retch, gag, choke…  
	Molene received a copious amount of man juice herself, she swallowed the goo, made a face, retched and sat back smacking her lips.  Mr. Y caressed her face and looked lovingly on her.  He then very quickly and suddenly slapped her face.
	“Don’t you EVER fucking do that again!” he warned her.
	She knew very well he wasn’t talking about the blowjob.  Her face stung as a result of the slap.  Her ass clenched up and she somehow she managed to hold her pose.  She almost wanted to glare back at the man, but didn’t.  she nodded that she wouldn’t “do that again” and waited for whatever would come next.

Next
	Chet stood and one by one Molene, Jane, and Connie, sucked his dick.  The girls cupped his balls, rubbed his ass, and sucked his dick until it was as hard as it was possibly going to be.  Molene then held Rick’s ass which was finally cooling down some--open.  Jane guided Chet’s dick to Rick’s clenching asshole.
	Chet closed his eyes, Rick rolled his head and fussed in his restraints.
	Chet was coaxed and lightly smacked on the ass to make full anal penetration.  He didn’t like it much but did the deed anyway.  When he was all the way into his friend’s crap chute, the fucking began.
	Mr. Y stood and went around to Rick’s face, and shoved his prick into the boy’s mouth.  “Suck me, suck me hard!”
	Rick coughed, sputtered, and did a piss pour job of cocksucking, but did so just the same and received an ungodly amount of spunk as a result.  He vomited.
	His face was slapped repeatedly until he lost consciousness.  The girls screamed and begged for him to stop.  The man stopped and went outside.
	Chet continued to butt fuck his friend until he came.
	Connie was held into position, Jane holding Rick’s cheeks open, Molene cooing to the horribly frightened child--encouraging her to “just do it.”  the “just do it” deed was for her (Connie) to lick clean Rick’s gooied asshole.
	“Lick his asshole or suck his dick!” Mr. X told her.  There was no way, no way Connie was going to slurp on Chet’s dick, it had just come out of Rick’s hole and was not very clean…
                                                 ****

	The girls all sucked on Mr. X’s cock, Molene guiding it into Rick’s freshly cleaned bung hole.  Mr. Y had returned bringing in more fast food packages.  Again, little Connie had the deplorable task of anal cleaning.  She was sickened by the task, as was Molene and Jane.
	Rick had returned to consciousness.  
	Before there would be any dinner, there would be more sexplay.
	Chet was directed to lay out on one of the mattresses.  Jane and Connie holding his legs far back with Molene sitting on his face helping.  Mr. X then sodomized the boy.  Connie firstly had to lick the boy’s asshole, a sort of pre-lube.  She then had to suck Mr. Y’s cock, she did so but nearly vomited on him.
	Chet’s stared up into Molene’s cunt.  It seemed different this time.  His asshole was receiving a horrendous intrusion and staring into Molene helped take his mind off of the pain.
	Connie just knew that she was going to have to lick Chet’s hole clean, it sickened her greatly and she retched involuntarily when Mr. X pulled out, cum shooting out of his piss slit, cum oozing out of Chet’s asshole.
	But she didn’t.
	Chet’s dick was very hard, though.  And Connie was commanded to suck it--and then sit on it.  She did.  Jane and Molene released his legs and Connie was situated to be more comfortable.  Chet clamping his hands onto her ass.  The two wriggled about for a moment and then were told to fuck.
	Connie teared up and sobbed.  She clenched her little body as it sat straddling Chet.  “I don’t want to!” she wailed.  But she ultimately submitted, raising up and allowing Jane to help guide Chet’s dick into her virgin cunny.
	The little girl yelped and was stunned and thrashed about.
	She got her little ass smacked HARD,  “See, if you would have had sex with Joey like you were supposed to, and then these other two, it would have been so much easier.” Mr. X said dryly.
	Then, when after Chet unloaded into Connie, and her pussy was examined, fingered, fondled, rubbed for several minutes by Mr. X, he sank his OWN pud into her and fucked her royally on the floor.
	Mr. Y took his turn thereafter.
	The others clung to one another and were deeply horrified, frightened, and sickened.  

	Connie lay still, curling up in covers, her pussy steaming.  She was sore, very-very sore.  She couldn’t move, she didn’t want to move.  She peed and didn’t care.  
	“You were fucking well warned.” spoke Mr. X.
	“And if you don’t want it to happen again, or something worse, it behooves you to mind us and do as you’re told.”
	Slowly, one by one, the kids nodded their heads that they understood.
	Rick was untied.
	“You do that again, and I’ll cut yer balls off, and feed them to you.  When you poop them out, I’ll serve them to the rest.”
	Rick stared into the sullen dark green eyes of the Tall Man, “Got it?”
	Rick nodded that he indeed got it.  There would be nothing but compliance from him from now on.
	After that it was dinner time.

After Dinner, Dessert!
	Joey lay on Connie screwing her, his little dinkus buried fully in the girl’s well fucked cunt--this after the boy was sucked on feverously by all three girls--this after laying across Mr. X’s lap and being horrendously spanked, then across Mr. Y’s lap and ditto.  Then he lay across Jane’s lap and was spanked by the other kids with Connie having to use a belt on the boy!
	Afterwards, the two Abductors had their way with Molene and Jane.  The others watched on as the girls were nailed; Molene on the bunk-cot, legs up and back with Mr. Y buried to the base of his schlong in her, fucking her near senseless.  On the table Jane lay in similar fashion being pegged by Mr. X.
	When done and the two men pulled out the boys had the tasks of licking the girls’ cunnies clean while the boys sucked clean the two men.
	The boys then sucked one another, balls and all.  The girls licked one another.  Thereafter, piss time.  The gang was taken outside and allowed to pee.  Thereafter it was back inside the cabin and to bed.

Every Nook & Cranny
	After breakfast and the bright light of the (next) day, the kids were warned once more; stay in the cabin except to go out and go to the bathroom.  They were told to engage in various sex acts, to suck and fuck and to add sodomy to the mix--the boys to butt hump the girls as well as each other.  The girls to find “items” to sodomize the boys with!
	“We may be back earlier than yesterday, so get those things done before we get back today.” they were warned by Mr. Y.  the kids nodded their heads that they would, including Joey and especially Connie.
	The kids received a long-long stare.  
	“It’ll be in that cave for all of you the next time…” warned Mr. Y.
	The cabin door shut and the kids sat in silence for a long while.

The Second Week of Deer Camp
	It seemed an eternity, but was only about an hour before anyhow moved.  Rick didn’t move.  He had become quiet and withdrawn.  Connie seemed okay, but wouldn’t look anyone in the eye.  Joey rubbed his dinkus from the hellacious cocksucking he had received from everybody.
	Chet checked the door, Molene the one window.
	“I don’t see anyone.” 
	“Me either.” Molene added.  Chet opened the door and peered out more.  Jane came up slowly behind, Joey and Connie, too.  Rick remained sitting on the bunk, arms locked about his knees.
	“We’re going to go outside for a bit, doncha want to come?” asked Jane.
	“Let him alone,” said Chet sympathetically, “he’s alright where he is.”
	Jane sighed, she wanted to be with him but wanted to go outside, too.

	Fresh woodsy air, it felt good.  The horrors of the night before and hours before slowly faded.  Joey took a piss just feet from the cabin, Connie and Jane watched him and then stood a little further away, spreading their legs as they stood and peeing themselves.
	Chet and Molene stepped to the side of the cabin; Molene spreading her legs, bracing against a small diameter tree and peeing.  Chet up fairly close to her and peeing on her pooched out ass.
	When done the two faced one another.  Nothing was said.  There was a lot to be said, though.  The weight of their shared horror was still with them, and always would be.  But for the moment, peace.
	They held hands and the moment of peace became tender.  Molene leaned against a small pile of wood, parting her legs.  Chet leaned into her, dragging his cock up and down her pussy.  Molene bowed her head to watch, then she took over the job--then eased the prick head into her body.
	Chet eased the whole thang into her body, cupped her ass and raised her up a bit.  They then began to kiss.  Passionately.  Molene wrapped her legs about her lover’s waist and they fucked.
	“I guess we better do something.” 
	The other kids held their breath and tongue and nodded, concluding that Chet’s statement was correct.  It wasn’t that he was eager, he just didn’t want a repeat of what had happened--earlier.  Jane and Rick (especially Rick) were mostly remaining quiet.
	Two hours (or so) had elapsed since they had been left alone.  They were back inside the cabin, the day was cool, boring almost without the television, video games, or even a radio.
	No one really seemed to be in the mood to do what they had to do.
	“So what do we have to do, now?” asked Jane for conformation.
	“All that stuff we did yesterday,” Chet said and then paused,
	“Plus--”
	“Plus what?” Jane asked Molene.  Molene held her tongue trying to figure how to exactly blurt out the “other” disgusting thing the Abductors wanted done.
	“Up the ass.” said Chet blatantly.
	Jane gulped and pressed her lips tightly inward.
	Molene nodded that it was so.  Rick and Jane, Joey and Connie looked to the two for clarity.
	“After we--we do those other things, sucking and--and--”
	“We have to lay down and let the boys in us where we pee,” Molene butted in to help her lover, “we have to, too, take it up the butt, too.”
	It took a bit to comprehend “take it up the butt.”
	“The boys, too.” she added.
	Chet and Rick looked to one another.
	“We have to do it, too.” Molene continued to add.
	“Whattya mean?” asked Jane.
	Molene drew in her breath and let it out slowly.  She was a smart girl, she was reserved, she was an observer and in doing so learned a lot more by doing such than reading.  She was wise, wise enough to know stuff she shouldn’t know at her young age.  
	She brushed her thick soft dark hair over her ears, small dainty earrings she had in her lobes, her hair gentle surrounded her mostly rounded face, she had a beautiful smile--but hadn’t had much to smile about lately.  Only a few tender moments shared with Chet.
	Jane.  Jane was a cutey, blondish hair; full, rich, and generally styled differently almost every day.  Shoulder length hair, washed/shampooed almost daily, too.  She was a good kid, typical and outgoing.  
	She had done a couple of local television commercials, she could sing, remember lines of script, recite several lines of poetry, write poetry on her own, and be incredibly charming.  
	Molene twisted her lips thoughtfully, “We have to put stuff up the boys’ butts.”
	Everyone stared at her.
	“W-what--like what stuff?” Rick asked.
	Molene shrugged, “I don’t know.” she had no idea.
	“You mean me and Rick and Joey have to--to--butt fuck each other, right?”
	“Yeah, that and us girls have to put stuff up your butt ‘cause you guys will be doing us up the butt and I guess its turn about or something.”
	Chet and Rick digested her statement.
	“But you don’t have dicks!” Rick stated still not quite getting it.
	“I know,” bitched back Molene, “they meant--they meant something else, we have to butt fuck you with--with--”
	“With what?”
	“I don’t fucking know!” Molene shouted losing her cool.  Rick reared back and kept his mouth shut.  It was a little tense in the room and remained so for a while.

By the Numbers
	Water was good and okay, but it was lacking.  They apparently were only getting one meal a day, burgers and fries and shakes.  Those were okay, too, but lacking as well.  Water was from a hand pump at the porcelain sink in the handmade nature made sink.  On the opposite side of the sink were stacks and stacks of cans.  Cans of various sizes.  Cans of spaghetti, corn, fried onions, beans, barbeque beans, blackeye peas, and so on.  Cans of soup, and fruit, too.
	The boys milled about looking thru the cans, cans of canned meats and chili were found, cocktail weenies and the like, potted meat and everything to help sustain a lonely wayward hunter in the midst of a winter storm.
	It was so noted that none of the cans were “easy open.”  None of the cans had pull tabs.  It was cause for wondering how the cans were to be opened without a can opener, like on the kitchen counters in their homes.  There was no electricity to the cabin.  No phone or anything.
	Molene and Jane had gone outside for some air.  Joey and Connie with them.  Rick had gone disinterested in the can supply and laid out on one of the beds staring up.  Chet continued rummaging, he began sorting the cans, like cans to like cans.  It was something else to do.
	Suddenly, he found some small non-descript boxes.  Small they were, one was containing matches.  The other bottle openers, lid openers, and a multi-use knife.
	How long he stared at the knife he didn’t know.  A while anyways.
	Slowly he picked it up.  There were several “tools” on the multi-use thing, mostly he was interested in the long main blade.  It wasn’t too long, 4 inches maybe.  Many thoughts raced thru his mind.
	The door opened behind him and he tossed the knife back into the corner and whirled around.  Molene and Connie were coming back in, Connie crying and hobbling.

	“What happened?”
	“She and Joey were goofing off and she tripped.”
	Connie’s right knee was scrapped as well as her shin.  She had landed on her hands, too--so her wrists hurt.  Sitting on a bunk the child clung to the edge as Molene and Chet doctored her boo-boo.
	Joey and Rick came in, Joey slowly and with head bowed.
	There was no first-aid so doctoring was limited to washing the scrap and wrapping it in a bit of quilt.  Cold water on her wrists helped, she complained of being hungry and thirsty.  Chet looked to the stacks of cans and the nifty item hidden behind.  Connie was in a fret and whined so.
	Blocking the view of the cans Chet rummaged about re-locating the tossed knife.  He didn’t have any pants pocket to conceal the item, he didn’t have any pants!  His hands were too small and the knife set too big to conceal in his hands.  
	His eyes fell on the cans of fruit, peaches, pears, apples, and so on.
	Using the knife set and using the “can opener” tool there was delight in Connie’s eyes--she liked pears, and drinking the syrup was a treat, too!  Chet opened several other cans and they all delighted.
	“How’d you open these cans?” asked Jane, noting the lack of electricity about the place.
	Chet looked to her almost in a panic, “Uhm, they-they’re self opening.”
	“Oh.”
	Dumb kid.  No one else was the wiser, and tucked under the mattress Chet had claimed for himself was the multi-use knife tool.

	After noshing on the canned fruits it was back to the old “so what’ll we do now?”  The mood to DO what they knew to DO was out of them, no one seemed to be in the mood.  So it was up to Molene.  Chet sat in the one chair at the table not looking to anyone thoughts to himself.  Molene sashayed to him, faking/forcing a smile.  He looked up and down her young body, focusing mostly on her dainty cunt.
	Molene shook her hair out of her face, cocked her head, and tried to present herself as “happy” and “willing.”  Chet, too, tried to fake it, to be more happy.  He had other things on his mind, though.  Molene sat on his lap.  It was a beginning.
	Molene had to work a little bit to get her lover’s cock stiff.  They kissed mostly.  Chet’s hands roamed up and down her body, center mostly on her butt, squeezing the cheeks and diddling the hole.  Molene fondled his cock, squeezed his balls and eventually--when he was stiff enough, raised up and guided the missile into her body.
	The others watched.
	When minutes elapsed and finally Chet was shooting his load into Molene’s crevice--Jane was on top of Rick.  Chet watched them, it helped him get off a little more.  He liked Jane, too, she was cute.  Her hair, her body, Rick’s dinky slamming in and out of her hairless cunny…
	Rick clenched Jane’s ass, pulling the cheeks open revealing her dainty unstained (yet) asshole.  All of his dinkus slid up into the girl’s pussy, his balls slapping, cock pumping, etc.  Jane herself pumped her lover, arching her back and grooving.
	Molene looked to Joey and Connie.
	Joey was interested, Connie was only so-so.  But after a time, after both Chet and Rick had done their thing and cum off, little Connie laid out on a mattress and Joey lay on her.  Jane reached over and helped guided Joey’s small prong into her body.
	Their fucking wasn’t as grandiose as the others, but close counts.
	Molene remained sitting on Chet’s lap, resting.  Chet’s mind was mindless, recovering as well.  He let his hand travel up and down the girl’s body, cupping her ass and not thinking much.
	“What else are we supposed to do?” inquired Rick.
	Molene sighed and thought.  “I think we’re supposed to do everything we’ve already done, first.” she held off explaining the rest, not wanting to go into that again, again.
	Rick and Jane looked to one another, Jane sitting up with legs folded, Rick before her with legs under him.
	“We’ve got to suck each other.” Chet said.
	“And we’ve got to--to--”
	“We’ve got to do each other.” he added as Molene was stammering.
	Molene nodded, Rick swalled, Jane nodded.  Chet and Molene slowly cast their eyes to Joey and Connie, the non-willing participants.
	Molene eased off of the Chet’s lap, fingered her pussy, rubbed her ass, then went to her knees, sizing up Chet’s dick.  Rick spread out his legs, leaning back some.  His wilted willy lay off to one side pulsing some.  Jane blushed as she stared at it.  She then smiled, then checked to see what Molene was doing.
	Molene fondled Chet’s cock, fondled his balls and then began sucking on his cock head.  Jane did likewise.  Both boys quickly got hard and subsequently got off; Chet having previously emptied his love cream into Molene’s snatch, just went thru the motions of orgasmic ejaculation; Rick didn’t cum in Jane’s pussy when coupling but did so while she sucked him.
	The girls were getting used to it--but it was still displeasing to do.
	It was a cross between--not so bad and displeasing as well when it was the boys’ turn to “lick out the girls.”  they were unaware of the fact that licking out a girl’s cunny potentially could lead her to cum.  They just licked until their tongues got tired.
	With a sigh, a big sigh, Connie spread her legs.  Rick licked her pussy and then, after Jane and Molene sucked on Rick’s bob, Connie took her turn.  Of course, Chet and Rick stood by him waiting their turn…
	The boys licked Connie and loved on her, in her--Rick didn’t cum in either her pussy or mouth, but Chet unloaded love cream into her sweet little young pussy.
	Each time a pair engaged in sex, oral or otherwise, the others would watch.  The angles, behind so as to see between the two pairs of legs to see the actual penetration, and etc.
	Banging Connie.  What Rick’s thoughts and feelings he kept to himself, Chet did so, too.  Both boys tried not to exhibit or show, reveal, express the fact that they “enjoyed” screwing the young girl.  Her pussy felt good to their cocks, that was a plain and simple fact undeniable.
	Molene and Jane tongued one another, another thing that was pressed upon them to do before their insane abductors returned.  Connie wasn’t so thrilled; she didn’t mind so much Molene and Jane licking her cunny, but wasn’t overly pleased with licking theirs!
	After that--more thought was required for the finale.
	The one problem, though, was the simple fact that the boys’ schlongs were already kinda-sorta worn out!  Their young puds tingled and it was a struggle to get them hard.  But the plunging into the girls’ assholes had been decreed and the boys needed hardness of their dongs to make the penetration.
	Chet firstly tried finger fucking Molene’s asshole, she herself did so and then the finding a half broom handle made this task a little better.  In one of the cans on the counter was lard, a cooking aid.  That was a big help.  Chet and Molene noted the can, examined it, thought about it, and then thought some more.
	They had initially thought of using butter to make the “penetration” easier cause of the slippery slickness of the product and the super tightness of the hole that was to be penetrated.  But lard would do in a pinch.
	The broom handle up the ass wasn’t kind.  Molene and Jane didn’t like it much and sodomizing little Connie didn’t go over well, either.  But she tolerated it just the same.  And all the pre-fuck butt fucking with the broom handle helped get the boys hard, even little Joey!
	The sensation of sodomizing was different.  Very different.  Receiving, too!  All that could actually be ascertained about the ordeal was that the girls’ back entrances to their bodies was tighter, more snug fitting.  Once the preliminary penetration had been done the actual bout of fucking commenced and it was not so unlike fucking the girl’s front entrance.  (just significantly “tighter.”

	It couldn’t be remembered if the boys had to butt fuck ALL the girls, each one, or just the one.  
	“I bet you have to do each of us.” surmised Jane.  Trouble was, though, Chet and Rick had severe aching cocks, plunging into the other girls was going to make them worse!
	Unable to have an actual orgasm himself, little Joey’s prong remained mostly stiff.  After each bung hole plunging the boys wiped their cocks “clean” readied for the next hole.
	Rick didn’t cum off into Jane OR Molene, but did so in distraught Connie’s asshole.  He was very determined and in some agony, he partially thought of if he could orgasm, reach that high coal of cumming off his cock ache would diminish.
	Fat chance.
	Chet emptied a massive load into Jane’s asshole.  He didn’t think he would be able to enter Connie’s and took a few minutes rest to recover.  Then all three girls worked his pud, Molene and Rick hooked up to fuck to let him see Rick’s dick disappearing into Molene’s snatch; Jane sucked off on Joey’s prick and Connie masturbated sittign before Chet.
	When Chet WAS finally ready, he just went up between the little girl’s legs and with Molene and Jane holding her legs back entered her backdoor with her on her back.

Sodomy with Pals
	There was virtually no way, no freaking way, the boys could possibly butt fuck one another.  Not that they didn’t WANT to, but their was no life in their dongs to do so!
	“We’re going to get a beating!” whined Rick.
	“Maybe if we shove the broom stick in that will be enough.” chimed in Molene.  It was still unclear as to HOW the Abductors could tell if the group had followed thru with the commands.
	“I don’t know how they know, or not know, but they do.” Molene stated, the previous day’s horrors of non-compliance told that.  She wasn’t willing to go thru that again.
	“I’m willing to take it,” said Chet, 
	“Me too.” added Rick.
	“But,” he stopped and shook his head, there simply was no life in his prick, none in Rick’s, either.  Joey--Joey was still a little stiff but wearing down.
	“Maybe there’s time.” said Molene.
	All eyes went to her for explanation.
	“I mean, we can do the boys with this (indicating the broom stick) and then wait and see if the boys can get hard enough to do each other.”
	Oh.

	Chet thought for sure Molene was cramming the whole stick up his ass.  He grabbed onto the metal bed frame, trying to unclench his clenching sphincter; despite the ample use of lard, his hole refused to readily allow the breech.
	Rick had the same troubles and Joey cried during his anal deflowering.  Molene did Chet, Jane did Rick, Connie did Joey.
	“Do we supposed to do all of us,” Jane asked, “I mean, like before with everything; I do Chet and Rick, you do Rick and Joey…?”
	Good question.  Chet and Molene looked to one another and shook their heads no knowing.
	“Probably.” replied Chet at length.  His cock was still not up to fucking Rick and Joey in the ass.  Rick and Joey were the same.
	So, Jane took the stick and sodomized Chet and Joey.  Then Jane took her turn ding Rick and Joey, Connie took her turn plunging the well used broom stick/handle into Chet and Rick.
	Thereafter another round of canned fruit, potted meat with canned crackers and cookies!  A trip outside to pee and poop, tempt fate by going out to the very edge of the woods and seriously contemplating making a dash for it.  Chet mildly thought of the deep dank room under the cabin.  He cleared his mind by peeing on Molene’s ass.  
	Molene worked his organ, kissed on him, brushed her fingers thru his hair and when he was hard--helped him guide it into Rick’s corn chute.
	“Come here!” she quickly called as not wanting her lover to lose his erection.  They were at the side of the house, the day was getting on and evening type time was coming.  Rick and Jane came not knowing exactly what up.  They saw Chet’s hardness and knew.  Jane fondled his balls, Rick turned about and presented his ass.  Molene and Jane “spit” onto his hole, it was still greasy from the lard.  Both Jane and Molene guided Chet’s dick into Rick’s semi-willing asshole.
	Chet creamed in his friend minutes later.

	The butt plunging was so intense that Rick got a boner.  Molene and Jane sucked him, then Molene licked out Chet’s asshole and Rick sodomized him.  He didn’t cum and he was still mighty hard.  His cock was in pain & discomfort, Chet’s asshole was steaming and needed the ordeal to stop.  Rick was willing.
	The girls called for the other two.  Jane and Connie held Joey in the “bent over” position, Molene tongued the boy’s asshole and sucked on Chet’s prick.  The boy was well fucked and creamed.  Rick took his turn and the sound of someone coming sent the group fleeing into the cabin.